Chapter 9. You cried for me and I for you.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight but i do own my mind and my mind says I am the queen...so I'm happy.

LPOV

Blackness…...?

Oblivion……?

Nope, just the worlds worst frickin headache. I groaned and rolled over which resulted in me smacking into something rock solid … head first.

"Ouch! God dammit!" I moaned and opened my eyes to look into none other than Blake's golden ones. He was perched on the edge of the bed and I had slammed head first into his arm, he stared down at me while I stared up at him.

"Your awake?" he smiled slightly.

"No, I just open my eyes and talk while I'm sleeping… does it look like I'm awake?" sarcasm seemed like the best thing right now, plus I was good at it.

"And to think, just this morning you were scared shitless of me and now you're being sarcastic. Do you have multiple personality disorder?"

"Do you? You can be all laughing and joking one second and then suddenly you go all emo." I said jokingly but his face showed the slightest bit of anger before it became a blank mask. Wow, he hid his emotions well.

"Don't mock me." He growled in his deadly voice.

"So… what happened last night after I blacked out?" changing the subject was probably best.

"I called Carlisle. He sucked the venom out and gave you some morphine. Your neck will be sore though." He informed me.

"Um… Blake? You left out the part where you were sobbing for me." I told him with a small smile, he looked like I'd just run over his puppy.

"I don't know what you're talking about." He said coolly, he was a good liar. I almost believed him and I was there!

"Yes you do. I could hear you, you were holding me and sobbing." I would not lose.

"YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!" he stood up and shouted at me, see what I meant about the multiple personality disorder, this guy was nuts!

"YES I DO! I KNOW LOTS OF THINGS! NOW STOP SHOUTING AT ME!" I shouted back, even though I had a real migraine. He was frozen for a second; I don't think that anyone has ever stood up to him properly…ever! He better get used to it.

"Really, what do you know?" he had a sort of smug smile but I didn't know why.

"I know this…" I whispered and dragged his face towards me and I crushed my lips to his. Just like last night, our lips moved in synchronisation and I felt whole.

You've only known the guy for two days and you've already fallen for him and kissed him twice, what is wrong with you. A small voice said but I pushed it away.

This was just like last night except without the rose. And just like last night, he tore himself away from. Why do I keep getting rejected? I need to reject him sometime.

"What is wrong with you!?! I can't be with you, you're just a stupid human!" he was angry. Very angry.

"Yes! I am human! But I almost wasn't! Why don't you tell me what happens when vampire venom spreads through a humans body? We turn into one don't we! So why didn't you let it happen?!? Then I wouldn't be a stupid human!" I was stood up now.

He grabbed my shoulders and pulled me towards him, wrapping his arms around me. He tilted my neck back and put his lips to my throat.

"Is this what you want? To be like me, to be cursed forever? I can't eat, I can't sleep… this life is nothingness. Endless nothingness, is this how you want to live?" he whispered against my throat, then he grazed his teeth lightly against my skin, making me shiver. He pulled away and walked to the other side of the room.

"Even if you were like me, I still wouldn't want you! I'm alone and that's how I have to stay!" he seemed slightly sad now, at least I knew that he and Hayley weren't together. I couldn't shake the feeling that my heart was shattering though.

"If you want to be so alone, then why did you take me in? Why did you give me a rose and kiss me?" I whispered, I couldn't make my voice any louder.

"I felt sorry for you. Why else?" he chuckled darkly.

"You sick bastard! You should have just left me to die! Why are you torturing me!" I screamed, tears forming in my eyes.

"Torture? I would never do that to you… to anyone." He whispered and he took a step forward. I took a step back in disgust.

"Yes, torture. You saved me, made me feel… well, loved. And then you go and tell me that you'd never want me. You're sick! Why don't you put on a mask and go and live in a theatre. You could be the phantom of the friggin opera! Can you sing?!?" I shouted, almost hysterically. He'd stopped walking towards me but I kept walking backwards.

"Laura please… I-" he started but I cut him off.

"You what! I'm sick of your stupid lies! Don't even pretend that you care! Just get out!" I threw my hands up in the air as I screamed at him.

"I do care. I didn't mean-"

"No you don't! You don't have any feelings! Just fuck off!" he'd started walking forward again but I was already back as far as the room would let me.

"I do have feelings, I- I just don't know how to express them. Please let me-"

"Let you what?!? Get close to me again? So you can just tear me up, again? No! I won't let you!" he was right in front of me so I put my hands on his chest to push him away but he grabbed my hands and held them there.

"I haven't felt anything in such a long time. Let me prove myself to you." He whispered before he pressed his lips to mine. It felt so good, but I knew that he'd just pull away and reject me again… so I did it first.

I turned my head to the side, so his lips touched my cheek instead of my lips. He let one of my hands go so he could turn my face back to his and stare deep into my eyes.

"Go away." I whispered… and he did.

Well, I'm screwed.

A/n. so guys, how do you like the 'caring' Blake? I'll do the next chapter in his POV so you can see what he's like on the inside.

I was watching the Phantom of the Opera and I had to put it in. I love 'the music of the night'. Anyone else?

Preview for a review.

Peace out!